Shine of pearls, fresh from the sea…
Or is it the twinkle of the stars I see?
Gleaming… dazzling… like a gypsy’s fortune ball…
Innocent, magical, enchanting or all?
Left bedazzled, I can only wonder in glee,
These beautiful eyes could be of none but thee…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful just what one wishes to be whispered into their ear. Romantic excellent